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On Easter Sunday I awoke to a light and bright morning. My clock said it was a little after 5:30 am. Something was off. For the last four months the only light that existed at 5:30 am was the one coming from the fridge that I was trying to commit suicide by freezing myself in. I have no faith in the supposed restorative and resurrective powers of Easters. I stepped out onto the balcony. What is happening?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then it dawned on me \u2013 the daylight savings fairy had come. The cat came out, unimpressed but with a certain wariness that shows the sun had clearly had an effect on her. The dog takes the opportunity to look under the balcony wall at the park below. Nevertheless, nobody feels comfortable.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daylight savings is a northern locale is an odd thing. One day you\u2019re eking through days that start at 8ish and that end at 5 or 6ish and the next you have the midnight sky. Everyone gets confused \u2013 the dog, the cat, my emotions. In Prague, it\u2019s almost as if one minute it\u2019s dark mornings and the next day we are closing our blinds at 6 pm. Eating dinner at 7 feels like you\u2019re having an early lunch. Day drinking takes on an element of guilt that I hate to admit actually adds to the fun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Here are my tips for dealing with daylight savings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n